She always went to the same café. The same order of a blueberry muffin with a cup of cold brew and condensed milk. She was that girl who held it together and seemed savvy.
He never liked interactions much less dating. He was a CEO of the largest co...
play the song above at 𒊹︎ if you want to of course. it just makes the scene cuter heh. also fair warning: this is a vv fluffy chapter
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Enzo was still sound asleep with his arms caging me and his head on my chest. I've been stuck in this position for the past hour I had been awake, concocting a plan on how I'll wiggle myself out of Enzo's grasp so that he doesn't wake up.
None of it has been working.
So I'm winging it. I grab onto Enzo's head and slowly lift it off my chest.
Jeez, even his head is heavy. How big is his brain?
Once I placed his head back onto the pillow beside me with success, I grabbed one of his arms and placed it over on his side. Then I grabbed my pillow, hugging it to me, and slipping my body from his warmth only to replace it with my pillow.
Once I stand beside the bed, I smile at the scene in front of me.
Enzo now had his arms encased back around the pillow with his head buried into its side.
That's so cute. He thinks it's me.
Too bad I ditched him hehe.
I quietly slip on my slippers and exit the room. I wanted to make breakfast for everyone this morning. Plus I needed to do some baking to relieve the anxiety that was bubbling in me from the thought that I'll have to socialize with many people tonight.
"Oh, Ms. Melennia! Would you like me to make you anything?" A man comes out from the kitchen.
I realize this must be the chef of the house.
"No, I came down to make some breakfast for everyone, and please Lila is fine." I give him a wide smile.
He looks at me bewildered, "But Ms. Mel-I mean uhm...Lila, I'm the chef and I should be making the food."
I shake my head, "Today is your off day."
I place my hands on my hips and attempt to give him a stern look, "Now go get some more sleep in. I'm sure you are still exhausted. Don't worry, if Enzo or anyone else gives you a hard time about it I'll make sure to pummel them." I say confidently.
He gives me a hesitant nod before exiting the kitchen.
I skip over to the large fridge, "Open."
The large fridge slides open and the contents inside push out. I grab a couple of ingredients to make waffles, pancakes, french toasts, oatmeal, along other meat products.
Once I've lined up all the ingredients, I start to get to work.
They are going to eat good today.
I start off by making the mixtures for the pancakes, french toast, and waffles. Once those were done, I make my way to cooking up the french toast all the while cooking up some oatmeal in one pot while bacon and eggs in another pan.
